pus*y Ain’t for Free lyrics

[Intro]
QP
Motown
pus*y ain't for free
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[Verse 1]
What n*ggas is givin' it out?
'Cause b*tches ain't havin' you diggin' 'em out
See Queen, I just cut to the chase
Either you gon' spend the hit the race
'Cause I got bills, a fetish for hills
A wicked backshot and brain that kills
f*ck frontin' droppin' dough at the bar
Me and my crew got twisted in the car
Ghetto superstar, that's what you are?
Well, come out your pockets and share a wad
Some of y'all be givin' it up
But a lotta y'all don't pass the bucks
And girls, please stop f*ckin' for free
Givin' up that ass (Uh-huh) for a bag of trees
f*ckin' up the game for the real OGs (What, what, what)
Keep your pus*y to yourself, make it easier for Queen

[Chorus]
Dudes, cars
Tricks, cribs
Bills, thousand dollar hills
Ice, we can f*ck all night
Dudes, cars
Tricks, cribs
Bills, thousand dollar hills
Ice, we can f*ck all night
[Verse 2]
Tight n*ggas damn get sh*t
You got ten on your whip then go f*ck your rims
In the party we don't need hints
All we wanna know is tomorrow you gon' spend
Get to the point, what you got to give?
Good convo comes with good intent
Do you intent to pay this rent?
And do you intent to continuously spend?
Can your pocket afford a little dent?
The number one question is can Queen live?
b*tches is comin' up on y'all
A dinner and a movie ain't enough no more
Y'all ain't no hittin' these walls
If we ain't hittin' the malls
Ain't no f*ckin' after 4
All my b*tches, make 'em spend for y'all

[Chorus]
Dudes, cars
Tricks, cribs
Bills, thousand dollar hills
Ice, we can f*ck all night
Dudes, cars
Tricks, cribs
Bills, thousand dollar hills
Ice, we can f*ck all night
[Verse 3]
And frontin' ass n*ggas, they takes the cake
With leased-up cars and no doughs in the bank
Ain't worth sh*t, gotta chip in six ways for a sip of Cris'
Still all burnt hand for that frozen wrist
Got fifteen n*ggas eatin' off of one brick
Got motherf*ckin' nerve thinkin' you gon' hit
Won't shine off of mine, run and tell your clique
How you f*cked QP and she ain't get sh*t
For a big zero, she ate good di*k, check it, ride the bass
Lesson number one, play it out a bit
Let him spin flows before you ride di*k
Lesson two, b*tches, dinner don't count
He don't earn coochie coupons for Mr. Chows
Lesson three, never play yourself for a nut
n*ggas wanna squirt, b*tches want a buck
n*ggas wanna squirt, we want a buck

[Chorus]
Dudes, cars
Tricks, cribs
Bills, thousand dollar hills
Ice, we can f*ck all night
Dudes, cars
Tricks, cribs
Bills, thousand dollar hills
Ice, we can f*ck all night
Dudes, cars
Tricks, cribs
Bills, thousand dollar hills
Ice, we can f*ck all night
Dudes, cars
Tricks, cribs
Bills, thousand dollar hills
Ice, we can f*ck all night